The Santa Clause 2

Synopsis: Scott Calvin has been Santa Claus for the past eight years, and his loyal elves consider him the best Santa ever. But Santa's got problems (he's even mysteriously losing weight) and things quickly go south when he finds out that his son, Charlie, has landed on this year's "naughty" list. Desperate to help his son, Scott heads back home, leaving a substitute Claus to watch over things at the Pole. But when the substitute institutes some strange redefinitions of naughty and nice, putting Christmas at risk, it's up to Scott to return with a new bag of magic to try to save Christmas.
Director(s): Michael Lembeck
Production: Buena Vista Pictures
  1 win & 3 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
104 min

- I'm gettin' somethin' on the sonar!|- What is it?

Strong reading from|underneath the cap rock, sir!

- Possible oil flow?|- Still analysing.

It's, uh...

Sounds like, uh...

Tiny hammers.

Let's go skating!

- They're coming right at us!|- Take us to Elfcon three!

Take us to Elfcon three.

These guys aren't stopping.

- Take us to Elfcon two!|- Let's go to Elfcon two.

We have a partridge|in a pear tree.

You take us to Elfcon one.|Let's rig for silent running.

- Look alive, everybody!|- OK, we're at Elfcon one.

- I lost it!|- What do you mean, you lost it?


What the...?


Sir, you're gonna|want to hear this.

Find out where|that music's coming from.

Santa, I've got her|on the locator.

- What now?|- It's just gone.

In the middle of the chorus!

Nobody needs to|know about this.

Maybe we should mention the|Smokey Robinson thing, sir.

We're at Elfcon four.|All clear.

Curtis, what do you say we get|you headphones this Christmas?

It's all right, everybody.|Let's get back to work.

Curtis, you're 900 years old.|Grow up!


You know I didn't break|any of the rules -

according to The Santa Handbook.

The handbook! Curtis, do you|go pee-pee with that thing?

It says elves are encouraged|to listen to music.

It makes them more creative,|more productive and more alert.

Look out!


- It's OK.|- Let's go!

Is he all right?

Wow! That's gonna leave a mark.


Is that Blitzen?|Looks like Prancer.

- Who is that?|- It was Chet.

- A reindeer in training.|- Oh.


Well, please tell me|that it's early in his training.

Wow! Nice fall.

Curtis, when are you|gonna tell him?

Not now!

It's so cold up here.|How can you not be freezing?

You have not seen cold till you|see where my dad lives. It's...

Don't be embarrassed.|My parents are divorced.

- No big deal.|- I'm not embarrassed.

- Why don't you talk about your dad?|- He doesn't like me to.

- It's complicated.|- Is he a spy?

No, he...

He works with toys and these...

Iittle people. Kids.

Can we just do|what we came here to do?


All right.

Charlie, this is|really dangerous.

Someone could catch us|at any moment.

Kinda exciting.

Well, you know, Danielle, I may|not come out of this alive.

So, in case we don't|see each other again...


Are you OK?


- Almost done.|- OK. I'm not leaving.

Hello, Charlie.

Hello, Principal Newman.

OK, try it now.

OK, all right.|Here's what we need.

Get one more bolt on that flange|and it's ready for Christmas.

Good work, guys. Whew!

Perfect job on suspension,|you guys.

Thinkin' outside the box.|I love it.

- Do you want a cookie, Santa?|- Do I want a cookie?

Yes! What's fresh?


Sweet, just like you.

Alexander, let's think.

Take the hat off.

Too much counterweight.

Thanks, Santa. You're the man.

That's why they give me the big|belly, so I don't fall over!

Hey, Joey! How's that|static-free-tinsel coming?

Hey, guys, Santa wants to|see the new tinsel.

I could come up there and take|care of this the ugly way.

Or... we go outside|and play some football.

Curtis, you need to|tell him right now!

I don't know.|He's so happy right now.

And why do I have to be|the one to tell him?!

Because I'm the head elf.|I don't give bad news.

It's one of the perks|of my seniority.

Now, tell him!

Come on, pork chop. Bring it on.

Who you callin' pork chop,|meatloaf?


You wanna talk some trash?|I'll talk trash with ya.

- But first, I'm gonna blitz.|- Ready, set!

- I'm comin' after you, buddy.|- Seven swans a-swimming!

Six geese a-laying!

Five golden rings!


Hey, who's got the ball?|I can see it. Let go of me.

He's too quick! He spins!|He moves! He's on the way!

And he might go all the...


Rumblin', stumblin', bumblin'!

Oh, they pile on!

OK, you win!

You guys aren't elves.|You're wizards!

No matter how many times you run|that play I never see it comin'.

Santa? We need to talk.

- That's weird, isn't it?|- Uh-oh!

- These fit yesterday.|- Hot cocoa for you.

This is not a good time, Abby.

I sent Dasher down|for some Brazilian cocoa beans.

- What's the bad news?|- What do you mean?

Whenever you play the designer|bean card, you have bad news.

What are you doing with|the naughty-and-nice list?

Don't shoot the messenger.

- It's... Charlie.|- Sheen?

- I thought he straightened out.|- Not that Charlie.

My Charlie. My son Charlie?|He's on the naughty list?

- There's gotta be a mistake.|- We don't make mistakes.

I'm sorry, Santa.|Please excuse me.

How could this happen? Is this|what you were trying to tell me?

Great! You told him! Let's get|you dressed for that meeting.

I can't have the meeting here.|I'm gonna have to see Charlie.

- Number two, tell him now.|- Tell me what, guys? Come clean.

- Santa, there's a clause.|- That would be me.

No, I mean there's another|Santa clause.

Curtis, in case you haven't|noticed - this time of year,

the malls are filled with|other "Santa Clauses".

Yes, but there's another|Santa clause.

There was a first clause,|but also a second clause.

Get on with it!

When the last Santa fell off your roof|and you put on his coat, you found this.

Right. "He who wears the coat

takes on the responsibilities|of Santa Claus."

And the rest|would be history, right?

But it seems our number two elf,|the keeper of the handbook,

overlooked the single|most important detail

in the history of Christmas!

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Don Rhymer

Don Rhymer (February 23, 1961 – November 28, 2012) was an American screenwriter and film producer. He graduated from James Madison University in 1982. He wrote movies like Big Momma's House, The Santa Clause 2, Agent Cody Banks 2: Destination London, The Honeymooners, Deck the Halls, and the computer animated mockumentary Surf's Up. more…

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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